A Doorstop Tremor

A coiled serpent of steel barred my path near the door! I dropped low into a wide combat stance, arms coiled with impending thunder. With a ferocious snarl, I drove my right silver boot straight into the heavy coil of the spring doorstop! It snapped sideways, recoiling with an explosive, rhythmic buzz—a mechanical roar vibrating against the white baseboard! The frantic twang echoed across the floor, and I threw my head back, commanding the shuddering metal to submit to my presence.